Struggle in Russia

The bloody killing finally stopped. Bertrand and the other three fell in a pool of blood and twitched continuously. After a while, they took their last breath with difficulty.

Lucien breathed a heartfelt sigh of relief. He couldn't wait to walk in front of Bertrand and the others, sniffed with his fingers, then turned to Claude and said: "They are dead."

Claude nodded, walked to the body, closed his eyelids, then crossed himself on his chest and said, "May you rest in peace."

Lucien blinked and was very surprised by Claude's behavior, but in the end he didn't say anything, but asked: "Then what? Do we just leave?"

Claude looked at him and said: "No, it is safer to bury them. If nothing else happens, everyone will think they are missing and will not doubt us."

Lucien nodded. For him, he could do whatever Claude said. Burying three corpses was not a difficult task. The only problem was that he didn't have the right tools.

"Use a bayonet." Claude said calmly.

Lucien nodded again, drew out his bayonet and started working without saying a word, and Claude immediately drew out his bayonet and helped.

After a while, Lucien suddenly asked: "Will anyone come?"

Claude said flatly: "No, even if they heard the gunfire, they wouldn't come over to check the situation. They don't have the courage!"

After saying that, he continued to work hard. Seeing this, Lucien said nothing and started working together. After two hours, dripping with sweat, they finally dug out a pit that could barely accommodate three corpses.

The two of them worked together to throw the body into the pit, and then filled it with soil and smoothed it. After doing all this, they sat down panting, looked at each other, and let out a long sigh.

"Are we safe?" Lucien asked.

Claude nodded tiredly. It could be seen that although he was decisive in killing, he was still under great psychological pressure. After a while, he stood up and gave Lucien a hand: "We should go, hurry up!"

Lucien followed him confusedly. To be honest, his mind was in a state of confusion and he had not recovered from what he had just done. After a while, he asked stupidly: "Claude, where are we going?"

Claude glanced at him and found that his tall friend was completely confused, so he patiently explained: "Of course we are going to find Bertrand and the others! We must..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lucien interrupted in shock: "Didn't we just bury them? What else are we going to do with them?"

Claude rolled his eyes and sighed: "Pretending to be looking for them, we have to make others think we are just lost!"

Lucien finally came to his senses and nodded quickly: "You're right, we must disguise ourselves... Uh, but is this really necessary? I mean, why don't we just go back to the camp?"

Claude rolled his eyes again. He knew that Lucien didn't understand at all. Just imagine that after getting lost, would it be normal to go back to the camp without doing anything? Especially since Bertrand and the other three disappeared without any reason, something must be done to reduce the suspicion.

After he explained patiently, Lucien barely understood his intention, but he felt that it was in vain because he did not believe that Claude could find anyone else in this strange and dark forest. If no one can find this cover-up, how can we clear the suspicion?

He felt that it was all in vain!

But what Lucien didn't expect was that Claude actually found the "lost" companions, and it was as easy as returning to his bedroom without any effort on his part.

"How did you do it?" he asked Claude in a low voice.

Claude smiled and said: "If I can't even do this, how can I enter this forest?"

After saying that, he ignored the shocked Lucien and turned to the others and asked: "Where is Captain Bertrand? Why didn't I see him?"

The result of this knowing question was naturally ideal. When others finished explaining what happened, Claude said at the right time: "We should go to Captain Bertrand. We are a collective and we cannot leave them alone."

This proposal shocked Lucien again, but he flatly rejected Claude's proposal before he could object to the other soldiers. Almost everyone thought that they should find a way back to the camp first, because the forest was too big for them to rely on alone. It was impossible for a few people to find Bertram, and Bertram was not lost, but left voluntarily. Since he voluntarily left the group, there is no need to care about him, not to mention that he might not be there at this moment. Have you walked out of the forest and returned to the camp?

After persisting for a while, Claude was "persuaded", and then the small group set off on the road again, but this time Claude and Lucien did not continue to explore the road. More than half an hour later, Claude and his friends walked out of the forest without any danger. Then they were surprised to find that the forest was not particularly far from the camp.

"You mean you and Bertrand got lost? They got lost in the forest?"

After hearing what happened, Captain Gabriel made a disdainful snort. It was obvious that he didn't care at all about Bertrand's life and death. He had no intention of sending anyone to find him, but mocked:

"That idiot can't do anything well. It's normal for him to get lost. I'll take care of him when he comes back!"

Gabriel was obviously very dissatisfied with Bertrand's failure to complete the mission. It is conceivable that even if Bertrand came back, he, the acting company commander, would probably be done, because not long after Claude and others left the regiment, Gabriel Another second lieutenant was sent to replace Bertrand as the acting company commander.

"I suddenly feel a little sad for Bertrand," Lucien poked Claude and whispered, "What do you think he would do if he knew the captain's decision?"

Claude chuckled and said: "I'm afraid he will cry and faint, but no one cares, because no one likes him, neither the regiment leader nor the soldiers."

Lucien laughed loudly and said: "That's true. I hope the new one will be easy to serve and not be a bastard again..."

Claude sighed, because he felt that there was no officer who was not a bastard, at least he had never seen one. And his prediction was basically correct. The newcomer was indeed not much better than Bertrand, because the first thing he did when he took office was to gather all the resting companies and then go to the nice farm he had found in the town. Help with farm work...